Nearly fifty years old since it's last remodeling, this dilapidated wooden bridge is the original link between the east and west sides of the city, and has been replaced in recent years by a newer bridge about two miles downriver. Although cars are no longer allowed to cross here, it is a favorite hangout for the population’s youth. Gangs and other shady characters tend to frequent the area at night, and the lack of street lamps across the expanse of the structure adds to the danger during the dark hours.
Life
Posted on October 10, 2008 at 10:38:19 PM by White Feather
She snorted and just loosened.What ever, this place is not worth it anyways.She spoke.Her ears flat back.Her tail flicked. So that was what he had decided to do. The mongrel! Now she understands her fathers hate for the haunters. Her tail flicked.
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- fight fight fight - By Nicholas October 10, 2008 at 10:48:41 PM
- life - By White feathers October 10, 2008 at 10:53:10 PM
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